Poetry

. I Failed I failed so dramatically most early days I failed horribly in most critical ways I failed to...

. Reflections on a Visit to Saint Augustine With each step up the old Castillo wall I pray The hurricane...

. Guitar music for "Sheebag Sheemore" performed by Jeff Eardley. . The Session Monday at the Shamrock Inn, So, the...

. St. Patrick’s Day, 2025 While swathed in swirls of green, some raise a glass Of dark elixir topped with...

. Simple Simon Responds to Sayings of Captain Obvious English literature tends to be wordy. Many tricks are exceedingly dirty....

. Opening extract from Canto 9 DoorWay: Arriving in Aquarius The poet, wrenched from love’s bliss with Seraphina in Canto...

. A Summer Evening The sky begins to cloak its face, Removing every streak of red. Above, two weary flyers...

. Beyond All Words Can words alone, in skill-scribed shape or form— Inspired by muse or writ with feathered plume—...

. Eternally Grounded There’s up and down, forward and back, Of opposites we have no lack. We have the dark...

. Mussolini's Minions ---Segesta, 2012 Entranced, we wander round the temple site.The hot Sicilian sun beats down. I’m frayed,now seek...

. A Fisherman’s Life The fronds of the palm trees sway in the breeze. A lone tiny boat is bounced...

. Cherry Tree One summer day not long ago a man planted a tree, With tender love and patience he...

. Blind Watchmaker A blind watchmaker tinkered for billions of yearswithout blueprints for making his intricate gears.So, he failed many...

. Pumpkin Spice The scent of Autumn lingers in the air With hints of ginger, cinnamon, and clove; At 42nd...

. The Core of War a pantoum The trickster charms and arms both sides--- He funds the ally and the...

. Of Elizabeth Bishop Ms. Bishop is one able–eyed observer;her vision is acute, that’s plain to see.Staring at her, I...

. An Ode to a Hymn “Like aught that for its grace may be Dear, and yet dearer for its...

. Kitchen-Sink Musings It’s International Women’s Day today But as a flunkee in biology I’m told I’m far from qualified...

. Nishijin Weaving In the tranquil heartThere is no scattering ofBlossoms once gathered. ―Satomura Jōha, master of linked verse The...

. Gossiping Hinges Some think we hinges only squeak __because we seek __an oily drop __to make us stop, but...

. Craft ---a conversation between Beauty and Productivity "You don't have time for this, you know." "Says who?" "That daily...

. A Token of Espousal Sister Elisabetta Dardinelli Speaks Concerning the Token of Espousalof Saint Catherine de’ Ricci (1522-1590) Dixit...

. Ode to the Sun . I Oh first and longest-lasting of my friends, Helen Aurelia, how can I express...

. Ashes Before the Lenten ashes fade and thin, I might remind myself of those regrets More earnest than a...

. Seeing the Forest Listen to the rustle of the foliage in the forest, _And note the motes of pollen...

. Give Praise for These Days of Old Age You’re up in the morning, you moan and you groan, You’re...

. The Greatest Time of Fatherhood I know that I’m supposed to say The finest time is now—today. And with...

. A Brief Return Hey, little girl. I’ve come to check on you;To hear your voice, to see your face...

. We Already May Be in Purgatory The Peterson Postulate "What if this life is just a test so we...

. Zelensky Gets a Hard Lesson Zelensky comes strutting, in hope of a payout— Trump and young J.D. are trusting...

. Snapshot It's morning and you rise. You shake your hairAnd stretch yourself a bit, your elbows high,Your blue night...

. Winter at the Pond I scan the pond. Young birches standing there Have given up their leaves. I set...

. Bloat A warrior is battling the bloat Of bulging skivers bleeding strivers dry--- The gloating glut of grubbers kept...

. The Dark Wood: Canto I of Dante’s Inferno by Dante Alighieri (1265-1321) translated by Stephen Binns Midway along the...

. A Show Tonight The young dawn pierces languid night And dips the theater in newborn light. The Shen Yun...

. The Vice Worse than the addiction of a smoker, And harder to get over than cocaine, More drawing than...

. Distance Kills Distance kills. It’s always true. In time and space, In all we do. Those on our team,...

  Old Man at the River Old man's at the river painting the scene.He's working on boats and feeling serene.Unnoticed,...

. If I Could but Touch His Hem ---Mark 5:25-34 Forgive me, Lord, you know it’s true That I have...

. Trumped by Reason Our elitists loved extolling all their virtues while controlling each dimension of all nations through new...